november 11, 1998.
i laid my tired,
beleaguered spine
on the bed that
i once found comfortable.
not anymore.
even though i cannot see her,
i keep on hearing her
sing lullabies
into the dainty shell
of my frightened ear,
as i sleep.
she's somewhere here. somewhere in the dark. somewhere beside me.
i think she watches me sleep every night.
"goodnight."